hai jaha afimchi hawa
hakimki dawa sa hai sama
hai kisi fitur me zamin
bade mizaaj me hai aasman
laalten bhi jala ke dhundh le koi to
na milega aisa dusra
chand chhuttiyan manata hai jahaan
hai wahi sheher mera

sab hai tarah tarah ki bhag daud me busy
jo purse me hai note zindagi ka
chhutta yahi pe hoga
gam kiya fizul kharchiyan
to gullakon me hai khushi jama
hai sabhi akele bhid me
to bhid me chala hai karvan
laalten bhi jala ke dhundh le koi to
na milega aisa dusra
chand chhuttiya manata hai jaha
hai wahi sheher mera
hai wahi sheher mera

Where the air is opium's embrace,
The healer's cure, a gentle space.
The earth in a delirium dreams,
The heavens hold their grand schemes.

Even with lanterns lit, a search begun,
Another like it, never won.
Where the moon takes its holiday rest,
That city, within my breast.

All are lost in a frantic chase,
Of life's currency, held in a purse's embrace.
Change alone will find its end,
Sorrow spent, a foolish trend.
Joy amassed, in savings' hold,
Each soul alone, in stories told.
The caravan moves, in a crowd's embrace,
Even with lanterns lit, a search begun,
Another like it, never won.

Where the moon takes its holiday rest,
That city, within my breast.
That city, mine to be blessed.